Å·±¦ÓéÀÖ

“And let’s face it people, no one is ever honest with you about child birth. Not even your mother.       “It’s a pain you forget all about once you have that sweet little baby in your arms.â€�     Bullshit.   I CALL BULLSHIT.   Any friend, cousin, or nosey-ass stranger in the grocery store that tells you it’s not that bad is a lying sack of shit.   Your vagina is roughly the size of the girth of a penis.   It has to stretch and open andturn into a giant bat cave so the life-sucking human you’ve been growing for nine months can angrily claw its way out.   Who in their right mind would do that willingly?   You’re just walking along one day and think to yourself, “You know, I think it’s time I turn my vagina into an Arby’s Beef and Cheddar (minus the cheddar) and saddle myself down for a minimum of eighteen years to someone who will suck the soul and the will to live right out of my body so I’m a shell of the person I used to be and can’t get laid even if I pay for it.”
― Tara Sivec, Seduction and Snacks

“Just breathe. Ten tiny breaths â€� Seize them. Feel them. Love them.”
― K.A. Tucker, Ten Tiny Breaths

“Life is not what it's supposed to be. It's what it is. The way you cope with it is what makes the difference.”
― Aleatha Romig, Consequences

“Sometimes it’s the smallest decisions that can change your life forever.”
― Keri Russell, Consequences

“Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.”
― haruki murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running

“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.”
― Anatole France, The Crime of Sylvestre Bonnard

“A book is really like a lover. It arranges itself in your life in a way that is beautiful.”
― Maurice Sendak

“Daylight won’t protect you from anything. Bad things happen all the time; they don’t wait until after dinner”
― Katja Millay, The Sea of Tranquility

“It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can't forgive yourself for.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“Is a person worth more because they have someone to grieve for them?”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“My father took one hundred and thirty-two minutes to die.

I counted.

It happened on the Jellicoe Road. The prettiest road I’d ever seen, where trees made breezy canopies like a tunnel to Shangri-La. We were going to the ocean, hundreds of miles away, because I wanted to see the ocean and my father said that it was about time the four of us made that journey. I remember asking, 'What’s the difference between a trip and a journey?' and my father said, 'Narnie, my love, when we get there, you’ll understand,' and that was the last thing he ever said.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“If I want more, I need to go and get it, demand it, take hold of it with all my might, and do the best I can with it.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“What are you so sad about? We're going to know him for the rest of our lives.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“Maybe memories should be left the way they are.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“How dare you touch my cookies, you bastard!â€� Jason said in utter disgust before popping the cookie into his mouth and heading back to his house.
“Damn those looked good, too,� Brad grumbled.
Haley sighed. “Don’t worry I have a second plate on my counter.� The words were barely out of her mouth when Jason abruptly changed course and headed towards her house.
“Well, there was,� she said, watching Jason walk into her house like he owned it. A minute later he walked out of her house, carrying both plates and the gallon of milk she had in her fridge. He headed back to his house, but not before he glared at Brad. “You cookie thieving bastard,� they heard him mutter.
Brad rolled his eyes, chuckling. “And people wonder how I lost weight rooming with him in college.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“I’m tired and bitchy and all I want is some sleep so cuddle your ass up with me or so help me I will kill you.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“Hey, those look good! Can I have one?â€� a man she’d seen hundreds of times around Jason’s house asked, reaching out to take one.
“Back the fuck off! She brought them for me, you bastard!â€� Jason snapped.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“Laters, baby.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“- "Why don't you like to be touched?"
- "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach.”
― Anne Bradstreet

“People only picked the pretty, sweet-smelling flowers. The ones with thorns were left alone.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“You're like a half-tamed creature, still shy of the bridle. 'Except you enthrall me, never shall be free.' But freedom is an illusion, anyway.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“We feel most alive when we are closest to death.”
― Nenia Campbell, Terrorscape

“Once upon a time, there was a naïve and innocent girl who thought she could tame the beast and live happily ever after. But the beast did not want to be tamed, for he was a beast and beasts care not for such things, and the girl died along with her dreams.

From childhood's grave sprang a young woman, jaded before her years, who knew that beasts could wear the skins of men, and that evil could exist in sunlight, as well as darkness.

Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.”
― Nenia Campbell, Terrorscape

“Hatred is about possession. It is all-consuming, cruel, and vainglorious. When love is allowed to fester, it becomes twisted and corrupt; it settles deep in the heart...and metastasizes, sending its dark roots through the body to raze all that stands in its way. Love is chaste and pure. Love is banal....No, hatred has infinitely more possibilities.”
― Nenia Campbell, Terrorscape

“Such an angry little angel. Your wings are certainly dirty. They’re black.â€�

“Like your heart.”
― Karina Halle, Shooting Scars

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“I'm in love with you," he said quietly.

"Augustus," I said.

"I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars